I'm the devil

Here's another lovely gem from today's paper. (There are generally 2-3 comments like this a day). "It's time for people to listen up. Why are the children having so many car accidents? Because the schools did away with driver's education. Why? Because of the budget. Why is the budget so high? Because of the teachers. It's a domino effect. The teachers hold the people and school children hostage. The budget goes up so they can get their way satisfied; they cut school programs and raise taxes." Evidently I'm responsible for teenagers crashing their cars. And no one told me that as I teacher I control the budget. Funny, I thought it was the elected school board officials that approved that.... I also heard teachers were responsible for the increased price of gasoline, global warming and the broken oil pipeline... *Eye roll* It's always fun to see who has more nasty messages, teachers or "illegal" immigrants...

Seriously???

On the radio this morning the DJ pronounced "epitome" as "epee-tome". What is the world coming to??

It's no secret...

...that I love Alanis Morrisette.

"Flinch" What's it been over a decade? It still smarts like it was four minutes ago We only influenced each other totally We only bruised each other even more so What are you my blood? You touch me like you are my blood What are you my dad? You affect me like you are my dad How long can a girl be shackled to you How long before my dignity is reclaimed How long can a girl stay haunted by you Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name Where've you been? I heard you moved to my city My brother saw you somewhere downtown I'd be paralyzed if I ran into you My tongue would seize up if we were to meet again What are you my god? You touch me like you are my god What are you my twin? You affect me like you are my twin How long can a girl be tortured by you? How long before my dignity is reclaimed And how long can a girl be haunted by you Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name So here I am one room away from where I know you're standing A well-intentioned man told me you just walked in This man knows not of how this information has affected me But he knows the colour of the car I just drove away in What are you my kin? You touch me like you are my kin What are you my air? You affect me like you are my air

(That's for you WJM)

tee hee

so what?

How you can tell I am *not* a hardcore biker on the River Trail:

I do not have these: or these: And I DEFINITELY don't have these: And I was passed 3 times by people in their 70s riding these: and I think this:

works as well as that:

And my cars keys/cellphone and ipod? They are stored RIGHT in the sports bra. (I'll spare you a picture of that one).

I may not be the spiffiest or the fastest, but I'll still be out pedaling.

stream...

• Today was in the upper 90s.
• I love it.
• Even though school is not air conditioned.
• It feels like summer.
• And makes me ready for the smell of sunscreen and car rides to the Jersey Shore.
• I got my dress for my sister's wedding today.
• Well, ordered it anyways.
• Here it is.
• It has pockets which I love!
• I'm getting a little bolero jackety thing too to go over it.
• Don't have a heart attack conservative Mormon readers.
• My shoulders will be hidden from the world.
• And I forcefully told the sales woman I would NOT be dying my shoes to match.
• Ick.
• Ick. Ick. Ick.
• The shoes are TBA but rest assured, they will be FABULOUS.
• I cancelled E-harmony again.
• Budget concerns.
• And I'm just sick of it.
• Ready for a break.
• Maybe now that I am on my less hectic summer schedule I will have time for more activities with the singles ward.
• Summer is the best time to go as the ratio swells to about three guys to every girl.
• Although, most of the guys are "bug boys" or "security boys" in town for a month or two doing summer sales.
• And they are all, like, 12.
• I mean, 21.
• (Same difference.)
• They still haven't told me if I will be working ESY (Extended School Year) this summer.
• But hopefully I will. *fingers crossed*
• Easy money, and it's only Monday through Thursday.
• Every Friday off = every Friday at the beach.
• There are only 14 days left of school, so I hope they let me know soon.
• Wait, allow me to let that lovely bit of info stand on it's own.
• THERE ARE ONLY 14 DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT.
• And three of them are half days!
• Still don't know my assignment yet for next year either.
• Budget cuts have really slowed everything down.
• I do know they are no longer planning to cut special ed jobs though.
• Which is a giant "whew!".
• Random facebook pet peeve: People who "like" their own status.
• It just seems redundant.
• Of course you like what you wrote.

I keep nodding off, so that's all folks.

I am a (small) step closer to crossing off another resolution. My sister got me the above book for Mother's Day and I finished it in several sittings while in Florida. I've heard Mary Ellen Edmunds speak a few times now and I have read many of her talks. She is so fabulous and funny. Her book was uplifting and an easy read. Each chapter was a different topic based on excerpts from talks she has given. Thank you Jenny for such a great read!